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Envisage


Entangle in the materialism web
Time comes, I seek solitary
For a sigh of relief 
Envisage gives rise to poetry

A thousands of thoughts induce
 fascinate over a sudden discovery 
I get back to myself
With the feel of recovery 

Once a poetry is composed
 blooms as a magnificent flower
Flourishes its fragrance of meaning
Once it takes birth becomes immortal

Composed for A to Z Challenge

Comments

  1. Wow! This is wonderful. So happy to have found your blog. (A to Z: http://lovedasif.com/2014/04/05/e-is-for-easter-dress/)

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  2. I can connect with your lines here very easily. You penned down with beauty.

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  3. Beautiful poem Simran! Inspiring… Love it quite :)

    All the best for the challenge

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  4. Beautiful poem ...loved it

    My recent one :http://www.cosmochics.com/reviews/urban-decay-naked3-eyeshadow-palette-review-swatches-eotd-fotd/

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  5. so beautiful <3
    Once a poetry is composed
    blooms as a magnificent flower
    Flourishes its fragrance of meaning
    Once it takes birth becomes immortal

    this is wt made me luv it :D
    Ur poetry <3

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